Steel steam and flame

After Pekinz finished speaking, he paused for some time, and then said something like an opening ceremony: "Then, let's enjoy this last quiet time."

Hilary felt quite helpless about this: "Fortunately, I am the only one here and no one else is here." As she spoke, she had already gone to the tree hole, opened the cork of the small glass bottle, and poured the fluorescent blood into it.

Blood is like liquid metal, with a weight that is incompatible with its properties. It fell into the liquefied perfectly evolved material in the tree hole with a "bang" and sank directly. But in the blink of an eye, as if the blood had multiplied instantly, and as if the weak fire had regained sufficient fuel, the weak green fluorescence quickly recovered and became stronger and stronger. When it finally reached the intensity of a lamp, the liquefaction in the tree hole was perfect. The evolved matter has all turned into blood.

At the same time, the erosion and corrosiveness of the blood were also inherited. With the tree hole as the center, a large luminous light green pattern began to spread towards the trunk of the entire ancient tree, reaching nearly two meters away in the blink of an eye. But there was no appearance or movement. Perhaps Hilary could not feel it. These eroded lines quickly retracted and were finally limited to the tree hole.

Seeing this change that only took a few seconds, Pekinz sat down and changed into the posture he had maintained for thousands of years: "Cassia may be able to use this as his evolutionary direction in the future. However, it is better to wait now." Wait until he Closing his eyes, the body belonging to Milius moved, then stood up again, and the breath of life returned to that body.

"It won't be a quick process. While I'm waiting for Cassia to come over, I can answer some questions for you." Pekinz, who returned to Milius's body, continued, giving the words a surround sound effect. He took a few steps forward, jumped onto the container, and lay down, "You should have a lot of questions."

"I'll ask you later. After all, it's still a long time." Hilary was not in a hurry at all. When she turned to look at Perkinz behind her, her eyes glanced at Miss Yggdrasil's doll, two pairs of translucent ones. , the wings with mysterious patterns are indeed folded on the back. However, the mysterious lines no longer have any substantive significance in the current world, and can only be used as archaeological research and verification, and as a decoration that represents beauty.

She also went to sit on the container and let out a breath. Finally, he lay down and closed his eyes: "You should be able to sleep peacefully here, right? I haven't experienced the feeling of deep sleep for a long, long, long time. I have almost forgotten that feeling. This seems like a long time." It’s a ridiculous thing. The physical strength of the surgeons is far greater than that of ordinary people, but many times they are unable to do even simple things like sleeping well.”

"It's just a price of equal exchange. However, unless Monikoloa comes here, it can be regarded as one of the safest places in the known world. You can sleep peacefully."

"This is what makes people feel happy." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and the last word seemed to use up all Hillary's strength. When Perkins looked over, she could only breathe steadily.

He closed his eyes, but Perkins couldn't sleep. His mental activity did not allow him to do so, and made it impossible for him to do so. He knew that at present, the only way for him to enjoy peace and quiet was to die completely.

Not long after, Perkins opened his eyes and sighed. He turned to look at Hilary. His breathing was still steady, and the peace on his face was something he had never seen before in this period of time. There was a slight feeling of envy, but it stopped there.

He stood up and stared at the green fluorescent tree hole. I don’t know how long it took, there seemed to be no concept of time here, but Hillary, who was sleeping soundly, still didn’t wake up. It may have been a few hours, but when a sound representing a beating heart came from the tree hole, he was somewhat relieved.

"Being bred by the World Tree, can this be done to make Cassia's connection with the root network comparable to that of the third general?" It is destined to be a question without an answer, and Perkinz has no desire to think about it. He lay down on the container again, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. But in his eyes, there was only darkness, and there was no shadow in the starry sky.

,,,,,,

"Miss Sisia, you look very nervous." From the passenger seat, Monica looked at Sisia who couldn't help but sit upright in the back seat of the limo and said, "Tonight is just an inspection, you still have nearly a day. Adjust your state and mood.”

The answer was a long and deep breath, but this did not relieve the pressure on Xixia's body: "Like the important exams in the previous student days, it cannot be suppressed very well. But I will be prepared, and you can continue to explain. I listened carefully all the time.”

Monica could only nod and continue to compare the map, explaining to Sisia, herself and Korkva the layout of the surrounding streets and which points were controlled by Lowell, the boss of the trafficking network. The layout and changing rules of the points that have been proven so far are also included in the description.

After walking through one street completely, the limousine turned into another street, and Monica's explanation was like a cycle, starting from the beginning again, but the content completely changed.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, the limo cars on the road and the lights in the city gradually began to decrease. The three of them returned to the hotel where they were staying, and continued to finalize the details and be fully prepared for the actual action tomorrow. After that, Xixia still practiced the fixed process, seizing every moment to improve, hoping to achieve satisfactory test results.

At roughly the same time, Number Zero, who had been reading in the room all day, left and went to the street, breathing fresh air, leisurely swimming in the shadows outside the lights everywhere, aiming for the goal provided by Cassia. The location is close.

Today is the third time he went out to observe, because after agreeing to help, he attracted his attention. I asked others to help me collect information, but I always felt uneasy. As this was the first time someone came to him for help, it seemed to have an unusual and special meaning, which made him very interested.

When he stood at the corner of the street in the target area, the perception he radiated was the same as the previous two times, quickly and accurately marking the surgeons inside the building one by one. For him, there is no change in the surroundings, because there is no threat, and these people do not need him to deal with.

After walking several hundred meters, he stopped and looked at the night sky with a few stars. Not far away, in a building a few hundred meters away, the several targets he identified were all there.

"Should we just clean them out now?"

"It doesn't seem to be possible. What you promise should be done according to the situation when you promised it. This will help." While talking to himself, No. 0 refuted himself, shook his head, turned around and returned the same way, "Time is Tomorrow night, it’s better to go back early to review whether there is anything you missed.”